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(chorus:)
Eff it was nae for yer wellies, where would you be?
You'd be in the hospital or infirmary
'Cause you would have a dose of the flu or even pleurisy
Eff ye did nae have yer feet in yer wellies!
Oh, wellies, they are wonderful; wellies they are swell
Cos they keep oot the water and they keep in the smell
An' when yer sittin' in a room, you can always tell
When some bugger takes aff his wellies
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But when yer oot walkin', in the country way about
An' yer strollin' over fields, just like a fairmer's herd
And somebody shouts, "Keep aff the grass!"
An' you think, "How absurd"
An' SQUELLCH! ya find why fairmers a' wear wellies
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There' fishermen an' firemen, there's farmers an a'
Men oot diggin' ditches and workin' in the snow
This country it would grind tae a halt and no' a thing would grow
if it was nae for the workers in their wellies
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Now Edward Heath and Wilson, they have nae made a hit
They're ruinin' this country, mair than just a bit
If they keep on the way they're goin', we'll all be in the s**t
So ya be'er get yer feet in yer wellies!
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